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The way anxiety consumes me and disables me from thinking I can’t control myself sometimes is annoying. Gr hahah.

Its like the second I have a negative feeling he goes running. Like Im supposed to be perfect and happy 24/7.

I dont know what to do. I really dont want to have to go back on prozac. You aren’t even happy. You’re just neutral to everything. No opinion. Just being high without feeling high. Where is the fun in that?

I can’t wait to start my gym membership, a place to be other than at home. I need distractions. Lots and lots of distractions.

Want.

Want.